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Last eve as I wandered quiet near |
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To the border's of my little farm |
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A beautiful maiden appeared |
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Whose loveliness caused my heart's harm |
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By her daring and love smitten sour |
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And the words from her sweet lips that came |
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To meet her I raced the field o'er |
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But for Ireland I'd not tell her name |
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If this beauty but my words would heed |
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The words that I speak would be true |
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I'd help her in every need |
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And indeed all her work I would do |
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To win one fond kiss from my love |
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I'd read her romances of fame |
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Her champion I daily would prove |
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But for Ireland I'd not tell her name |
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There's a beautiful stately young maid |
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At the nearing of my little farm |
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She's welcoming kind unafraid |
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Her smile is both childlike and warm |
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Her gold hair in masses that grows |
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Like amber and sheen is that same |
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And the bloom in her cheeks like the rose |
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But for Ireland I'd not tell her name |
